Chapter 284

Wen Jian lowered his head and looked at the ouroboros ring wrapped around the base of his finger.

The blood that had just been smeared on the snake's eyes had been sucked away, and the dark metal shone with a cold luster under the light. It seemed to be the same as before.

The air was dead silent.

Nothing that was expected happened.

Do you think we have to wait for a while?

Or the fragments sealed in the Ouroboros are too weak and cannot be awakened for the time being.

Wen Jianyan was a little unsure.

After all, this is his first time...

The "operation guide" given on the kraft paper is not specific, most of the words are vague, and the specific content can only be guessed.

Wen Jianyan took a deep breath, raised his hand and pinched the bridge of his nose, with a tired look between his brows.

The purpose of Nightmare contacting him at this time is obvious.

Obviously, in the next dungeon he is about to enter, there are also bug remnants, that is, the fragments of Wu Zhu. After he "killed" Wu Zhu's body, Nightmare still needs his help to eliminate more hidden dangers.

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The fragments of the Witch Candle exist at the deepest location from the core of the copy every time.

What's worse is that the next copy is still a counter copy

Due to multiple reasons, Wen Jianyan had to put the meeting with Wu Zhu on the agenda.

Otherwise, he should have left this matter open for at least two or three months before discussing it.

After all, after the last backstab, Wu Zhu's reaction was so unexpected that he was not sure what method he should take to deal with it.

But things have already progressed to this point, and there is really no point in delaying it any longer.

Although the decision had been made, Wen Jianyan still felt troubled from the bottom of his heart.

As chaotic and complicated thoughts passed through his mind, he couldn't help but let out a long sigh.

"well."

The sigh brought a hollow echo.

Like a gust of wind swirling deep in a dark cave, it is eerie, cold, and full of ominous meaning.

" !"

Wen Jianyan was startled by the echo of his own voice and subconsciously raised his head.

Whether it was the furniture placed in the room or the familiar furnishings around it, they were all the same as in his memory, but at this moment they seemed unfamiliar to him, as if there were invisible shadows slowly seeping from the corners and the gaps in the furniture.

It came out and spread unconsciously on the floor, walls, and ceiling. The entire room was covered with a layer of gloomy tones, as if it had entered another alien space.

Wen Jianyan's heart sank.

It worked.

It looks here...

Like a dream.

In other words, it is the gap between dreams and reality.

Wen Jianyan took a deep breath and quietly got out of bed.

He stood in the center of the room, turning his head and looking around.

He did not see Wu Zhu's figure, but strangely, Wen Jianyan could clearly feel the other person's "existence". This indescribable intuition guided him and pulled him forward.

Wen Jianyan walked to the door, slowly raised his hand and pressed it on the door handle.

With just a slight push, the door handle slowly rotated open. The door slid outwards silently.

What appeared outside the door was no longer luxurious corridors and halls, but an endless darkness, a deep darkness, and a dead silence. Different from the past, the darkness here no longer seemed terrifying and solid, but seemed void and empty.

Calm, like an ocean current that has lost control, floating around Wen Jianyan without direction.

And in the depths of the darkness, a tall figure could be vaguely seen.

It's Wu Zhu.

In other words... it's a fragment of Wu Zhu.

The man floated quietly in the darkness, his eyes closed tightly, and he seemed to be sleeping deeply.

It was almost exactly the same scene as the first time Wen Jianyan saw Wu Zhu in the mirror of [Decai Middle School].

Of course, just almost.

On the man's pale limbs were black runes with snarling teeth and claws, and a dark golden crack ran across his chest.

Like a glass doll that was pieced together after being broken, it has a incomplete and fragile beauty.

His hands were hung high, and two ouroboros rings were wrapped around each wrist. They were swimming slowly like living creatures, with dark lines extending from them, and the ends disappeared into the darkness.

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Wen Jianyan approached step by step.

Suddenly, the man's closed eyelids moved slightly.

Wen Tongyan's heart skipped a beat and he subconsciously stopped.

Not far away, those golden eyes looked over, like two bright flames, burning silently in the darkness.

"Ah, you're here."

A deep voice broke the dead silence.

Wu Zhu didn't seem surprised by Wen Jianyan's visit, and there was an almost happy smile on his thin lips.

"I'm still wondering how long you will delay it."

Wen Jianyan's brows jumped and he couldn't help but feel a little annoyed.

Obviously I am the one in control at this moment, but I don't know why, when I am absolutely dominant, it seems like I have lost the initiative. It's disgusting.

We must regain the advantage quickly.

He smiled calmly:

"I can't help it. I'm very busy right now. It's just that I finally remembered your existence just now."

The young man tore off his mask of gentleness and respect, revealed his aggressive sharp teeth, and faced off tit-for-tat with the once-above god without giving in. In the cold dream space, the smell of gunpowder smoke gradually rose.

Unexpectedly, the smile on Wu Zhu's lips deepened, and he stared at the human youth not far away leisurely.

"Oh, then why did you take the time to see me this time?"

He emphasized the word "make time".

Wen Jianyan: "..."

It's a bit on fire.

Does this stupid god have any self-awareness about being a prisoner? But this is fine.

He is missing an opportunity to use the topic to his advantage.

Wen Jianyan walked forward step by step with a smile on her lips, a dark light flowing in her amber eyes: "However, before getting down to business, I think there is one thing you seem to have forgotten. "

Wen Jianyan stood still in front of Wu Zhu.

Under the restraints of the Ouroboros, his lower body sank in the dark mire, so he was much shorter than the standing Wen Jianyan.

The young man leaned down and looked down at the imprisoned god in front of him. He frivolously lifted the other person's chin with his fingertips and forced the other person to look up at him. "My God Father, don't you still understand your current situation?

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With a smile in his eyes, he stabbed the opponent's wounds with his words, "You are no longer the superior god who controlled everything before..."

Wen Jianyan pinched the other person's chin and shook it affectionately:

"You are my prisoner now."

Wu Zhu's expression was deep, and he looked at the young man in front of him with unpredictable emotions and anger.

"If you understand, please show an attitude."

Wen Jianyan looked at him, his eyes unfathomable, but his lips were full of smile:

"Ah, why don't we start by saying thank you."

"If I hadn't been kind enough to leave a piece of you behind, you would have been suppressed by the nightmare and fell into a deep sleep, wouldn't you?"

He distorted the facts with a straight face.

It seems that had he not personally driven the copper knife into the opponent's chest, completely overturning the opponent's advantageous situation, and used the Ouroboros created by the alien god to forcibly bind and imprison the opponent, he would not have fallen to the current situation.

"Come on, do what I did before."
To be continued...